Love Affair

December 14th, 2007

I love listening to a song’s lyrics at times than in it’s melody though we cannot discount that the melody of course brings life, pizzaz, color, energy etc. to the song .. the lyrics.. well it gives it a soul.

I must confess i love the music in the past probably because in my opinion they are more tastefully done or perhaps most of them were sensically made. whatever, i most of the time base it on my emotion upon listening. when i get melancholic listening to the song… perhaps it’s a good one. when it makes me cry, it is unargumentably GOOD! According to my standards of course.

the first time i took notice of this song was when i heard it being sang by a contestant in a reality TV. My reaction was OMG… nice one. it became my instant fav notwithsatnding that this song might probably be my grandparent’s theme song =) well couldn’t blame them if it were.

and this is it:

Love Story

by andy williams

(my rectified version)

Where do I begin to tell the story
Of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love she brings to me
Where do I start

With his first hello
He gave a meaning to this empty world of mine
There’d never be another love another time
He came into my life and made the living fine
He fills my heart

He fills my heart
with very special things
With angel songs, with wild imaginings
He fills my soul with so much love
That any where I go
I’m never lonely
With him by my side who could be lonely
I reach for his hand. It’s always there

How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know I’ll need him until the stars all burn away
And he’ll be there

How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know I’ll need him until the stars all burn away
And he’ll be there

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pedia

September 8th, 2006

Just finished my 3-11 duty at the hospital and for the first time since i started my hospital rotation … my energy level is still up … mmm well physically i guess people would say i’m beaten ( unkept hair, shiny oily kadiri face, dishevelled uniform) but well it’s just the facade and at 12:00mn who gives a damn anyway? heheheh

so far this day’s duty has been quite relaxing compared to the previous ones, my patient was not very difficult to manage, a 3 yrs old very pretty baby diagnosed with bronchial pneumonia who loves to sing ( ang tigulang… bisan bako..naningkamot mubarog.. mutindog aron mulabyog!(i dont know if the lyrics has a double meaning! hehehe)), however being an amateur (to the highest degree) on this field i still have my fears and really ..i panic a lot. yah even with only a kid singing "ang tigulang" as my patient. my mind would jump at a sec to the repercussions if things are not done the right way… ahhh forgive the weak heart of neophyte.. i just cant help it.

ok today i was assigned to a 3 yrs old kid….mmmmm a what!? kid again?? oh my gosh will i not graduate from the pediatric ward? from the time i set foot as a student nurse in the hospital my patients has been kids and toddlers and kids and toddlers and ahh! well some would probably ask "hey girl why complain? don’t you just love ‘em angels? with their sweet and innocent smiles and twinkling eyes….oooooohhh cutieee!!!"  Now people, its time to set the record straight. Angels they are NOT. they would turn into monsters at the sight of a stethoscope, they would throw tantrums when you attempt to check their vital signs, they would scream at the top of their lungs even when you’r merely looking at them! ( isn’t that insulting?!) anyway we are there to do our job come hell or high water. what to do? BE CHARMING! Someone who would put Pong Pagong to shame; BE CREATIVE! try to stop the urge to strangle the kid with your tape measure and just make it look like a toy; BE FUNNY! heheh i know someone who really danced just to get a kid’s attention…me? oh well i guess when my creativity has totally run out and everythings been exhausted, i would =(.

at midshift today i’ve been asking the lizard in the ceiling…. "is this a sign?? am i destined to be a pedia nurse?" (i have time to wander so far the patient has been highly cooperative!and she’s my ONLY patient! Bongga!)and it seemed it answered back, "girl naman think again! perhaps the fate has just been extra nice to you lately knowing you want a kid of your own!"  OH come on! it doesnt mean that since i want to grab the 3 yr old and put it in my bag, and carry it home with me i already want one! (is there any sense? i guess im already droggy =) ) i must stop here before this gets too long and self incriminating =)

tomorrow will it be a pedia case again? if yes, well i must say it is a sign!

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SUNSCREEN

August 3rd, 2006

This is a lyrics from a song i instantly like the first time i tried to listen to it. it has been in my mind for more or less eight years and i still like reading it over and over and over, i even post it in the friendster bulletin once. well i only like few songs errr… lyrics… and this is just one of those few ;)

Everybody’s Free
(to wear sunscreen)
Mary Schmich
Chicago Tribune

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97… wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT.

The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.

I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.

You are NOT as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you’ll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you’re 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

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Single living

March 6th, 2006
Single living.. well, for some of us, it means tough survival. we must withstand the pressure of expectation, teasing, jests and jibes by most people. Except for the nuns and the priest, people expect singles to be "in search" (?!) for a partner. And the way they express it, you’d want to grab the first unsuspecting stranger in sight for  a boyfriend. Well of course, I can play with the teasing, but what about if i dont feel like it? problem with this society is, you just can’t say shut up without offending.
Of course, I am not alone in this situation, in fact even if the NSO has no data for the single population, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out theres an ample pertcentage in the demography who are like me. Nevertheless, it is still regarded as a taboo, a nada, a no no. Am I to blame it on the tv neworks that bombarded the primetime slots with telenovela, enhacing the romanticism of pinoys? or the truly authentic pinoy humor of picking on anybody and happily getting away with it? or is it simply a manuever to evade serious topics concerning the decline of morality, dirty politics, or economic crisis? Whatever, it’s tough to withstand it, and tougher when they want to hear you say something about it. What then could I say? I prefer singlehood? (come on..), havent found mr. right yet? (could be) or Im still learning to be miss right?(sheeeesh) the list could go on and on, but theres just no stopping it eventually brewing a debate which isn’t really my cup of tea.
How infuriating can in it get? well.. its when your totally mad and pissed off that drives them to tease you harder. A mummum reply would basically do the trick, or playing with it just to get by, but it is tempting to cut the perpetrators head off and make a "lengua estofado" of the tongue to silence him till kingdom come. whew…So much for imagination.
I must admit, I am in a way defensive, its basically because the situation calls for it. Things like this fall short of a harrasment to put it bluntly and sometimes an invasion to privacy. It’s sort of a damsel in distress scenario, its just that i don’t wait for a knight in a sexy gorgeous.. whatever to rescue me (no, i am not a feminist). Things like this could easily go out of hand, knowing pinoy they could make a "pulutan" out of you just by doing it. Yah it is sometimes funny, knowing the tribe, but the longer it gets, it has a way of getting at your nerves. That bad. Escape? If your lucky.
Taking a partner would be a refuge, but theres a problem in that area too, there’s a shortage of men, and how much more men who qualify? ( tell me a girl w/o criteria) Of course, theres men who fit to a T, but much of them are taken and for heavens sake I don’t want  to linger in that department, and there are those who are not yet taken, free a bird, but well you just cant help wondering if he’s a straight, a bi, a hetero, or a sisterhood member of Rustum Padilla and Maximo Oliveros. I could go on and on and go loca thinking this things over, for really, this issues are serious. and there are those who amorously pursue, you’d think you’l land in the guiness book for the longest hair record, but then you’d think, is this another game? is he man enough, strong enough and mature enough to handle an opinionated feisty spitfire such as mwuahh? or could he also end up with someone I knew who haven’t recovered hehe
So much for single living.
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DESIDERATA

February 8th, 2006

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let not this blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should

Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams; it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful.

Strive to be happy.
— Max Ehrmann, 1927

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